Chapter 1042 If you have the guts, follow me into the village
Wu Bei: "Can you take me to see your fifth uncle?"
The boy with a flat head sneered: "You can meet my fifth uncle, but you have to beat me first!"
Wu Bei: "I usually don't hit children unless the other party strongly requests it. Are you sure you want to hit me?"
The boy with a flat head suddenly turned into a blurry shadow and immediately punched and kicked Wu Bei three times.
"boom!"
Without even looking, Wu Bei stretched out his hand and hit the boy with a flat head on the shoulder. He screamed and flew several meters away. This was because he was showing mercy, otherwise the boy would have been dead long ago.
The red-faced boy was taken aback and shouted: "Brother Big Dog, this guy has such strong palm power!"
The boy with a flat head rubbed his shoulders and stared at Wu Bei fiercely, seemingly still unconvinced.
Wu Bei said calmly: "Let your adults come out, you are too weak."
At this time, a man who looked like an old farmer came over. He was smoking dry cigarettes, wearing black cloth clothes, and his appearance was as rustic as possible. The old farmer walked over slowly. He glanced at Wu Bei and said, "City people,
You shouldn't be here. It's still too late to leave now."
Wu Bei: "My girlfriend is in your village, let her out."
The old farmer shook his head: "After all, they are young people. They think that with the cultivation of an immortal, they can go wild in my village."
He turned around and shouted: "Knife, send him away!"
A man in a blue vest and bronzed muscles came out. He was in his twenties, bald, and wielding a bone-cutting knife in his left hand.
The bone-cutting knife suddenly turned into a blurry shadow in his hand, with an astonishing murderous intent.
"call out!"
The man suddenly flicked his arm, and a ray of sword light struck Wu Bei, fast and fierce.
As soon as Wu Bei raised his hand, the sword energy exploded before it even touched his palm.
Daozi was surprised. The sword energy he emitted could kill the supernatural immortal, but it couldn't hurt him?
Wu Bei said coldly: "With this little ability, you dare to show off?"
After saying that, he punched in the air and hit the knife with all his strength.
Dao Zi shouted loudly and held his knife forward, trying to block the punch.
The shadow of the fist hit the knife firmly, and there was a "boom" sound. The ground trembled slightly, and the knife retreated a dozen steps, and finally spurted out a mouthful of blood.
His arms kept shaking, and small cracks began to appear in the bones of his arm and shoulder joints. The pain made his hands tremble and he broke into a cold sweat.
"boom!"
Wu Bei punched three more times, and the knife was startled. The old farmer stood in front of him, folded his hands, and punched three times slowly but really quickly, receiving Wu Bei's three punches.
"Bang bang bang!"
There were shocking fluctuations in the air. Every time the old farmer received a punch, he took three steps back. After receiving three punches, his face turned blood red.
Wu Bei looked at him and said calmly: "Don't hold on, otherwise it will easily damage your internal organs."
The old farmer then opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black blood. He looked up at Wu Bei and said, "I didn't expect there to be a master of human immortality like you in the world."
Wu Bei said coldly: "Let him go, or I will crush this ghost village!"
The old farmer sneered: "Plain the Ming Village? Do you know the roots of our Ming Village?"
Wu Bei: "What's the use of having the legs of a dead person?"
The old farmer turned sideways and said, "If you have the courage, follow me into the village!"
Wu Bei released the human skin Yanyang and said secretly: "Go to the immortal world and ask Long Qingjin to come out and help me."
Yan Yang was startled and said: "Shangxian, is there a powerful person here?"
Wu Bei: "Yeah, and there's more than one. We need to be quick."
"Yes!" The human skin flew into the air.
After letting Yan Yang leave, Wu Bei strode into the village.
When he entered the village, he felt an unpredictable force that enveloped him everywhere. Fortunately, although this force was strong, it did not affect him.
The old farmer walked in front and took Wu Bei to an old house in the village. The door of the house was wide open, and a group of half-grown men and young men were practicing boxing inside.
Seeing that the old farmer had brought an outsider in, everyone in the yard stopped and looked at Wu Bei curiously. In their impression, no stranger had entered the village for many years.
An old man sat on the bluestone at the door of the house. His eyes were clear. He looked up at Wu Bei and said, "In the past three hundred years, no monk has ever broken into our village. You are the first."
Wu Bei cupped his fists and said, "My girlfriend is here. I want to take her away. Please make it easier."
The old man smiled "haha" and said: "Are you talking about the new wife? She has been promised to Lao Wu by the clan leader. Lao Wu likes this woman very much and plans to let her give birth to several cubs."
Wu Bei narrowed his eyes: "I know you guys have a lot of background. But my woman is here, and I will take her away no matter what, even if it bleeds!"
The old man snorted coldly: "That's not a small tone. If you want to take people away, you can take them away. Defeat Lao Wu first!"
A man walked out of the room. He was in his forties and his breath was like a dragon. As soon as he came out, Wu Bei felt a strong sense of oppression.
He glanced at the middle-aged man. His cultivation should be at the spiritual transformation realm, but this man's aura was far more terrifying than the spiritual transformation realm! And the reason for his strength lies in his martial arts cultivation.
Everyone present is a martial artist. Especially the old man in front of me, he is definitely a martial artist!
The man known as Lao Wu stood in front of Wu Bei. He held his head high and said coldly: "I'm attracted to that woman. Get out now, I don't have to kill you!"
Wu Bei asked in a deep voice: "You didn't touch her, did you?"
Lao Wu smiled "hehe": "I'm not willing to touch her yet, but it's about to happen. I will have her tonight!"
"boom!"
There was no reason to argue, so Wu Bei punched out without hesitation, using the Meteor Fist.
"Boom boom boom!"
A terrifying aura filled the entire courtyard, and everyone around him was blown away by the air current.
The face of Lao Wu changed. He looked confident at first, but the next second, he looked shocked.
Before, Wu Bei only punched three times at the entrance of the village, but now he punched hundreds in an instant, and every punch hit Lao Wu.
He received all the first ten punches, and the eleventh punch became more difficult. But by the thirtieth punch, his defense was broken by the force of the punch, and his whole body kept flying backwards, smashing all the houses behind him.
The house collapsed, and the stones and wood fell along with the dust, burying Lao Wu inside.
The old man stood up slowly and looked at Wu Bei in surprise: "So you are also a martial arts cultivator!"
Wu Bei: "Man, can I take him away?"
The old man sneered: "You have injured people in Ming Village, and they must die here. People, you can't even take them away!"
Wu Bei sighed: "I don't want to kill anyone, you are the one who forced me."
The old man said calmly: "You are indeed very strong. But it's useless. Your level is too low."
He stood up slowly, and a powerful and terrifying martial arts will came over him.
Wu Bei frowned, and the sword soul vibrated, resisting the opponent's martial arts will.
The old man's clothes moved automatically without the wind, and he lightly struck out with a palm. Wu Bei suddenly had a dark palm print on his chest. He groaned, flew a hundred meters, and smashed the courtyard wall with his back.
When he stepped back, he took out the killing gourd. Above the gourd, simple human faces appeared one after another. His eyes scanned and locked on the old man in an instant.
He said coldly: "Kill!"
At the same time, he took out all the talismans in his hand, and the gourd swallowed five hundred talismans. Then the gourd shook, and a ray of killing light flew towards the old man.